Toot toot, it's the sound of a knock on the door.

The night that had just had dinner was also a little surprised, and this kind of movement between the people was not without reason. The so-called "Nothing to Do" is the Three Treasures Palace, that's what it says.

Opening the door with full of doubts, Cangye was startled to find that the people who came were actually three clan elders. Cangye hurriedly let them into the house, and by the way, he also glanced at the cold fire that was busy polishing outside the door.

Leng Huo was still focused on polishing the hilt of the spear, not caring about the arrival of the clan elder. Cangye sighed slightly in his heart and closed the wooden door.

In fact, the intention of the clan elder is clear. They didn't want Cangye to come forward to persuade them to stay, because, for a clan, the number of hunters is very important, especially a fierce warrior like Leng Huo.

It's just that tonight they are destined to be disappointed.

It didn't take long for the three clan elders to push the door open, their faces full of confusion and worry. After watching them go away at the door, the night turned her gaze to the cold fire.

There is understanding, love, and sadness in that gaze.

They are father and son, and the cold fire can hide from others, but how can they hide it from the night couple. They learned the purpose of the cold fire almost immediately.

Then, there is the horror.

This song has been passed down for hundreds of years, but who can accomplish this almost desperate task? No, never, and it is almost impossible for anyone who leaves to return. The choice of cold fire is almost the pain of losing a child for Cang Ye. The husband and wife tried every means to persuade, threaten and lure, and use all kinds of means.

But the stubbornness of the cold fire is beyond their imagination. It can also be said that Tie Feng and Grandma Hua Bai hit the cold fire beyond imagination, and their impact on the cold fire was far greater than that of the night.

In the end, they can only give in. Therefore, this time the clan elders came, and Cangye could only shake his head and smile bitterly, letting them go away disappointed.

The valley was very small, and on the second day, the news that Leng Huo was about to sacrifice to the Holy White Peak spread all over the streets. The news that Cold Fire named the sacred tree Iron Birch also spread.

People talk about this topic, some people are contemptuous and disdainful, some are sad and sad, and naturally some people admire it. However, the emotions of others are like clouds and smoke in the eyes of the cold fire, which dissipate in an instant.

On this day, Leng Huo did not travel with the hunting team, but stayed at home to process the spear handle. He figured that it would be almost finished in one day today, and the rest of the time was just to tinker and decorate the spear more beautifully.

The night couple also did not go out, they accompanied Leng Huo at home, helping him to groom the spear, this was their last time together, and they cherished every second. Fortunately, there is still food left in the ice cellar, and it doesn't hurt to rest for two days.

With the help of Night, the hilt of the iron birch spear was quickly completed. It is a round stick that is three meters long and three long, about the thickness of a child's arm. The whole wooden stick is rounded and smooth, and some hemp rope is wrapped in the middle to prevent the palm from sweating and slipping. The final step is to install the spearhead.

Leng Huo took out the bronze spear from the room, and when he saw it in the night, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but admire, "Good thing! It's just that the spear handle made of Flame and Divine Wood is already very heavy, and with such a heavy spearhead, I'm afraid there is no way to wield it for too long." ”

Leng Huo naturally knew this, and the combined weight of the two was more than one hundred and eighty catties. Even if the elderly people were born with divine power, they couldn't wield such a blade for a long time, and even resisting it for a long time was a burden on their shoulders.

"What's the way, if you want to hunt a tyrannosaurus, you have to do it. If you use an ordinary weapon, you are afraid that it will break if you touch it. "Cold fire put a bright yellow bronze spearhead on the handle of iron birch. Then, he took out the strips of lapis lazuli and gently tapped the spearhead, carefully biting them into each other.

Finally, Leng Huo carefully adjusted the three copper hoops of different sizes, tightened them on the handle, and then carefully tapped them with hard lapis lazuli until they were extremely solid. In this way, the triple insurance is not afraid of the sudden drop of the wooden handle in the battle.

Cangye raised the spear with both hands, waved it twice, and shook his head slightly, this spear was a little too heavy for him. The strength of Cold Fire is not much different from that of Cangye, and it is clear that this is not the most suitable weapon.

Leng Huo took the spear from Cangye's hand, clasped it flat with both hands, and stabbed forward. The bird's feather-like blade sliced through the air, making a screeching roar.

Leng Huo caressed the spear lovingly, from the blade that flickered in the cold light to the rounded wooden handle, "Father, my strength can still be increased. One day, I will become proficient in using it. No matter what the beast is, I will knock it down one by one, and nothing will stop me except death. ”

The spear making is largely complete, but there is still the most important step - decoration.

Mother Cold Fire walked out of the house, still holding a fluffy squirrel-like tail in her hand. Leng Huo was slightly stunned, "Mom, this is ......"

Cangye nodded, "You guessed it right, it's Yuwei." It took your mother a whole year to make it. In the tribe, this is the third. ”

Raintails are a prop used by the tribe to detect the weather.

If a rainstorm comes, the rain tail will be very wet to the touch, and if a storm comes, the raintail's hairs repel each other and become larger.

The rain tail is very troublesome to make, and it is made by tying together the hair of more than ten kinds of animals with fine twine. This rain tail is poured into the cold fire mother's apology and love. Seeing that Leng Huo's eyes were a little red, Leng Huo's mother felt sour in her heart and quickly turned her head. She didn't want Leng Huo to see her tears. In the tribe, women also have to fight the beasts on the front line. Therefore, the women of the Kaolin tribe are beautiful in their strength. Tears meant weakness, something they didn't like.

Tie the rain tail to the upper end of the spear with the strongest rope woven by wire vines, level with the top of the head of the cold fire. In this way, the cold fire can easily detect the change of the weather.

On the second day, the morning sun is about to burst out of the horizon, and the clouds in the east are directly exposed to the sun, changing in a myriad of colors, like thousands of flowers blooming in the clouds at the same time.

Leng Huo and his parents got up almost at the same time. Cangye and Lenghuo's mother both had big dark circles under their eyes, and they didn't sleep for the whole night. Although they had long known that Leng Huo would inevitably leave, they still couldn't accept it when this day really came. A sleepless night is just the beginning, and they will be affected for months and years to come.

Leng Huo didn't sleep well either, but it was imperative to leave.

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